38 weeks strong

so. twelve days to go. twelve. and to be honest, it might as well be 60. because right now it seems like i'll be pregnant forever. no contractions yet. still feeling good. minus the normal aches and pains, it's business as usual. most everything is done baby-wise and so now its just a waiting game. ugh. and i am not a patient person. you should have seen me begging scott last night to let me eat my donut before dinner. i stood and stared at the box whining when he said no.

and though i desperately want labor to be over with and see what this boy of mine looks like, i can't help but feel that i have to make the most of the time that scott and i have left as just "he and me." i find myself really appreciating  the little moments we share that much more, trying to burn them into my mind, and saying good bye to our newlywed years. because thats how i feel sometimes--as being a newlywed--even almost five years later.

scott had the last two days off from work and so obviously the house is a mess. not because he's messy, but because when he's around, i don't want to do anything but hang out with him. why pick up those socks in the middle of the living room when i can snuggle with my hubby on the couch? or go check the mail with him? or watch 1 star move trailers that no one's heard of and post them onto Facebook with witty comments? i mean honestly.

when he sat down to play video games last night at 9:30pm, I whined. I just wanted more scott-time!--even though we'd been attached at the hip all day and i did need to go to sleep. he laughed and said, "I'm not that fun!" My reply was, "Yeah you are." and its true. we always have fun. he's my lobster! plus, he indulges me by taking/and letting me take photos of us :)

look! there's a baby in there! isn't that crazy?! i can just imagine him all curled up and squished like those hedgehogs in Alice in Wonderland that act as croquet balls for the Queen. just all roly-poly and pudgy and oh-so-cute. luckily, he doesn't have spikes or anything. though his little heels have some bite to them.

and there's hubby and kitty. kitty is about to have his whole world rocked when a crying infant enters his domain. i think he's going to find it to be quite a rough transition. tough luck cat. only two weeks-ish left.